This is a song about "Back a flicky out"

Loud as hell screaming out the back seat

When thugs crynow i lay me down to sleep

Don't pay for that, double-mg nigga brag about

Scratching my back, let the words get out

First out the gate last back to class,

Crawls right down the crack of your ass

Try to jack and i will attack

Pull out the weed, put the top back

It's moe, all i need is more chips

Pull your eyes out the back sockets

To witness the realest shit that's ever been told to man

Tried to get out had me coming straight back like a boomerang,

Send her back saying "thug life" like im pac and im out

I’m the rapper with clout columbians rap about

That was back there when i was wallen out.

Put a g spot on a 8 cloud